Friday 5: Orange? Door hinge!

Happy Friday! Today is National Indian Pudding Day, which is not pudding from the Asian subcontinent of India but from the indigenous people of the northeastern USA. If true, it’s a pretty interesting read.

Today is also the release day of Hozier & Jessie Buckley’s version of Fairytale of New York. Observe:

Stunning. We were all once the Queen of New York City, even if we never lived there. I’ve always wanted the haircut that Jessie’s wearing here. A short, simple bob. But my hair’s too thick and my face is too round to make it work. Believe me, I’ve tried.

This week’s Friday 5 theme is Orange? Door Hinge!

1. Where were you the last time you heard your voice echoing?
   
   In a very large bathroom on the Disney Fantasy last week. I was by myself and cleared my throat and startled myself!
   
   
2. What in your residence is yellowing?
   
   There are smudges on the white light switches from where the palm rests sometimes when you’re turning a light off and on. While I tackle them when I see them, the house is soon due for its big quarterly wipe-down.
   
   
3. Who was on the receiving end of your most recent bellowing?
   
   I can’t remember. I truly try not to bellow.
   
   
4. In which ways do you find yourself mellowing?
   
   I once said I would give not one second of my time to Bernie Sanders because of how he allowed his supporters to contribute to the failure of Hillary Clinton’s campaign. But lately I’m softening to the guy, he does sincerely see that things on the left need to change in the USA.
   
   
5. What was for sale when you last saw product or service demoing?
   
   It was an add-in to the big software project that we are launching two weeks ago December January that processed payments differently from the software itself. We opted against it.

Inspired by number 3, this weekend I need to make a list of the projects we need to undertake to keep the house from becoming shabby. (like new carpets, etc) There’s lived-in and well cared for which I love, and there’s shabby, which I do not love.

And that’s it for today, I’d like to say it’s good to be back but I’m struggling for every single word. It’s okay. It’s okay for a soon-to-be-24-year-old blog to have gaps.

written while eating buttered noodles for lunch